Yay! It's Chapter 2! Ok that's all I had to say, enjoy!
VashTSGirl45
Friends forever…right?
Chapter- 2, Skulker the Stalker
Lunch
Sam wearily walked to lunch. Tucker, who had refused to leave her side all morning, had gone off to meet Danny at his locker while she reserved a table for them. Her hair had dried a little and she had finally wiped her smeared eyeliner off, but her clothes still remained uncomfortably wet and her morale the same. She knew Danny could be a real idiot at times and that he often acted without thinking, but this was the last Straw. She was tired of always being so patient and understanding. She was tired of being more of his lackey than his friend. Even before he got his ghost powers, he was sucking up to the popular people, leaving she and Tucker at the drop of a hat. When would he learn? Would he ever?
Sitting down on the bench at the empty table she laid head down on the cool wood and closed her eyes while she waited, oblivious to the Intangible Skulker that hovered just above her head. Looking down on Sam, he smiled deviously.
"It would seem…"he began in a low whisper. "That this girl has had enough of her halfa friend, and just at the most opportune time as well." Lowering himself to her Sam's level he stood behind her.
"I think I could use this to my advantage in his defeat…" he added with a low laugh. Sam lifted her head up and shivered a little at the sudden temperature change that Skulker had brought. Realizing that eventually he would be noticed, Skulker phased out still laughing. Still cold, Sam clasped onto her arms, trying to rub them warm, but her clothes prevented her from gaining any body heat. Suddenly she felt a blanket being placed onto her shoulders. Quickly turning around she saw it was Danny and Tucker was behind him. Smiling apologetically Danny walked over to the other side of the table and sat down. Tucker, who had once again taken out his PDA, followed and plopped down next to Danny, nearly sitting on him.
"Where'd you get the blanket from?" Sam managed to ask, almost dumbfounded.
"I kinda floated my way into the nurses office and eh erm…borrowed one…" he answered with a slight smile.
"I'm really sorry about this morning, Sam." He began. "I didn't mean to-" Sam waved her hand up at Danny, a motion for him to stop.
"Don't worry about it, It's ok, Danny." She answered, trying to hide her irritated tone. 'At least he was apologizing" she thought. Danny smiled weakly, he knew Sam was still somewhat mad, but that she had every right.
"So anyways, what's for lunch?" she asked, changing the subject.
"Meatloaf…" Tucker answered once again fixated with his PDA.
"Ugh…" Sam mumbled…"Why couldn't they have stuck with the ultra recylo-vegetarian menu?" she added rolling her eyes.
"Please, that garbage?" Tucker argued, looking up from his screen. "If the school would have stuck with that trash, I would have switched." He added.
"Aww, c'mon you two not that again!" Danny pleaded.
"How many times must I tell you!" Sam shouted, rising from her seat and leaning across the table angrily. "Its not garbage its-" she began but she was cut off by Dash calling to Danny.
"Hey, Fentino!" he spat at Danny, walking up behind him. Danny slinked down into his seat, obviously intimidated by Dash's large size.
"You had better shut you little girlfriend up, her useless spew is disturbing my lunch." He complained, pointing his finger at Sam.
"B-but she's n-not my girlfriend!" he answered nervously.
"Are you trying to say it's not your problem then?" Dash asked Danny, leaning over him.
"Y-yes, I mean N-no!" Danny answered still slinking back.
"Then do something about it, or face the consequences." He spat, pushing Danny's head backwards making it slam into the table that it had only been inches from. With that he walked away laughing. Danny sat up and rubbed his head. It was silent between them all for a moment and then Sam spoke.
"Why do you let him push you around so much? You should stand up for yourself, Danny. He's going to hit on you no matter what you do, so make it worth it for once." Sam lectured, lowering herself back down to her seat.
"Let's just change the subject, ok?" Danny asked, still rubbing his throbbing skull.
"No, I wont, I really don't understand why it is that you can fight evil century old ghosts, but you can't stand up to the schools biggest jock." She argued.
"It's just different, Sam. Fighting ghosts and fighting my own problems, they're just not the same…probably never will be…" he answered looking away.
"That makes no sense, and you know it." She responded.
"Well it makes sense to me." He answered, his tone carrying a tone of defeat.
"Whatever…"Sam responded, getting up from the table and walking out still clutching the blanket that Danny had given her. Why couldn't he just listen to her? Why did he have to make things so difficult at times? Was it that hard for him to figure out that she really did care for him, a lot deeper than he would ever know? Sam continued to walk down the hall and barely noticed Paulina leaning against one of the lockers as she passed by, glaring at her. Realizing that Sam hadn't noticed her, she called out to her.
"You really think your something, don't you, Goth girl?" She spat. Sam stopped in her tracks and looked back at her irritated.
"What the hell do you want now, Paulina?" Sam spat back in a dark tone.
"Oh nothing, you have nothing to give me, nothing but your little friend Danny…But you see, I have him already." She said in a mocking voice.
"Whatever, Paulina. I think all that make-up you wear has finally sunk into your brain making you delusional." Sam responded, beginning to walk away.
"Then tell me, dear Samantha…Why are your ugly black clothes still wet?" she asked. At this Sam clutched her fists. She wasn't sure what she was angrier about though. Whether it was that Paulina's mockery had finally taken its toll or that it was what she was saying was true…All she knew at this moment was that she was too tired to just walk away this time, she had to make a stand. She was tired of Paulina and her Jock's running the school. Turning around and dropping her blanket, Sam began to walk towards Paulina, hands still clutched into fists at her sides, it was time to set her straight. She had just gotten within punching range when she heard a familiar voice calling her name. It was Danny…
"Sam, Sam come back!" Danny shouted from down the hall as he ran to her, Tucker following. Sam stopped in mid step and unclenched her fists. Paulina who had acquired a look of fear quickly changed it to one of conquest.
"Just in time…"she whispered to Sam with a sarcastic grin. Sam flashed her a glare, but before she could say anything, Danny and Tucker were right face to face with her.
"What?" Sam asked Danny in an annoyed tone.
"Where are you going?" Danny asked, trying not to sound too concerned in front of Paulina.
"Since when do you care, Danny?" Sam responded
"When have I ever stopped?" he asked again, taking a step closer.
"I'm going home." She began, "I'm tired of being here and not interested in staying here any longer today." She finished and began to walk away.
"Well- wait a minute!" he pleaded as he began to follow her, Tucker in toe. Seeing this, Paulina saw an opportunity to cut in.
"Oh Danny!" she called out in a fake sweet tone. "Let her go, she obviously wants to go, so let her. Besides I need you more." She added, holding out a hand to him. Danny at this time had stopped and looked back at Paulina, while Sam had too, but she had only paused to see what he would do. This was the moment that would decide who was more important, Sam or Paulina. Still hesitating, Danny looked back at Sam, who had a mixed expression of anger, sadness and pleading on her face, then Paulina called out to him again.
"Come on Danny, give up on the Goth queen and come back to lunch, you can sit at our table if you like." She offered trying to sound as cute as possible. Danny's pausing went on for a moment more and then he took a step towards Paulina. He had made his decision and Sam was infuriated. Clenching her fists so tight she drew blood, Sam let out an agitated howl and stormed off down the hall and through the doors, pushing them open so hard that they hit the brick walls that surrounded them with a loud thud. Skulker, who had been watching the whole thing, began to laugh maniacally from his view in the sky. His plan was in motion. Lowering himself down to just above Sam's level he began to follow the troubled teen home.
Oooo, do we have a little bit of a cliffhanger here, people? Ha ha just kidding, I will upload a new chapter as soon as I write it, promise. You guys just do me the pleasure of reviewing and I promise things are going to get really good, I promise! So hang in there! Until next chapter, jya matane!
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